Don't be an agnostic. Be something.
Freedom lies in being bold.
It looked as if a night of dark intent was coming, and not only a night, an age. Someone had better be prepared for rage.
Unless I'm wrong I but obey The urge of a song: I'm-bound-away! And I may return If dissatisfied With what I learn From having died.
I dwell with a strangely aching heart In that vanished abode there far apart
A poem may be worked over once it is in being, but may not be worried into being.